Operation Theater OT

2 days of CAS at Sg. Buloh Hospital. Organized entirely by ma cherie Dayana, we managed to get a close view of real life medical operations!

We were given special sterile clothes to wear and rubber footwear that looks like crocs but its uncomfortable like hell. There were no XS size for the blue scrub (fyi, Scrubs are the shirts and trousers or gowns worn by nurses, surgeons, and other operating room personnel when "scrubbing in" for surgery). So i took L. Damn it was big.

So there were 4 Operation Theaters (OTs) that we are free to enter anytime. We, ma cherie Dayana, Lyn, Bada, S and I, observed a few operations which includes skin to skin Caesarian, Masectomy for Breat Cancer, Appendix, Orthopedic etc.

We observed literally a metre away from the operation.
Hell, some looks gruesome like this guy where his hands were 'open' until you can see the bone. Or a guy's thights were sliced up. Or a women's boobs were taken out, seperate literally from her body. Or women's tummy being cut out to bring out a new born baby.

It was helluva experience. I doubt you'll get such experience easily. All and all, it was awesome! Oh, and there were this cocky nurse. Hahahaha. The best part of the whole thing is that I managed to experience it with ma cherie Dayana =D. I love her so much =x.

Then, we were off for movies =p

10 bucks

This is a true story. Happened a week ago.
Time: On my way to Personal CAS, Sg. Buloh Hospital.
Location: KL Central.

Fucking crowded LRT. I mind my own business listening to my iPod.
"and then she asked me, ...tuktuk, do i look alright,
and i said yes, ... you look wonderful tonight".

I went out of the LRT. These rushers gets on my nerves. I wonder where they are heading rushing their ways and bump into people. So I went out, a black dude suddenly stand in front of me and he smiled. I unplugged my earphone. I swear I did not make this shit up, he looks fucking exactly like Akon!

Black Guy: Assalamualaikum (offering to shook hands)
Me: Waalaikumusslam
Black Guy: Oh! You're a muslim. (he looks fucking happy). You speak English?
Me: (damn right I do) oh, yes i do (nonchalantly).
Black Guy: My name is Hafiz. My mom's from Africa (and he said something about his dad i cant remember). I'm studying in UiTM Skudaiiii. blah..blah.. Accountancy.
Me: Oh, okay. My name is Luqman.
Hafiz: Oh! Luqman! That is my first name in my hometown Africa, Luqman.
Me: (Err... okay...)
Hafiz: I thought you're a Chinese just now not a muslim..
Me: (i'm not that fair to look like a chinese, dumbo).
Hafiz: But i saw your (then he touches his chin, then i assume he was trying to say beard but he can't reach for the word).
Me: Oh, hehe hehe.
Hafiz: Listen, Luqman. I want to go back to Johor but I don't have the money to buy ticket.
Me: You wanna go by airplane?
Hafiz: Yes but i don't have the money.
Me: Go by bus, it's lotta cheaper.
Hafiz: (then he started to say yes-by bus-around 40-needs money to go to Masjid Jamek-i dont want your money-borrow money-i give you my number, yes he did, i have it until now-blahblahblah)
Me: I can give you 10 bucks the most, dude. I need the money for myself.
Hafiz: Can you make it more like 20? We are muslim. When we help Allah will help us back. Who knows when you're in Johor you call me we go for coffee and huha huha (he did said huha huha). I have a classmate name Luqman. He is very funny. We like to blah blah blah with him blah blah blah.
Me: 10's the most. Sorry dude.
Hafiz: Nevermind nevermind. Thank you.
Me: You do know how to get the bus right? From here? Get the train at Masjid Jamek to Pudu.
Hafiz: Yes, thank you. Thank you. I will pay you back if you want me.
Me: Okay, gotta go.
Hafiz: I'll see you again, Luqman. Thank you.

I think i just got conned.

PES

I see that my holidays are non-productive at all. I did pretty much nothing.
Things that i had accoplished:

1. Personal CAS, Operation Theater, Sg. Buloh Hospital. Okay, this is no shit, its helluva fun (I'll write more later on it in my other post).
2. Personal CAS 'melepaskan anak penyu anjuran Syarah Afiqah bt Yusoff (bukan Yuzari)', to be done tomorrow.
3. Police report on losing my driving test card.
4. Done with Cather In The Rye.
5. Lihatlah Ranjau Sepanjang Hayat (tak ingat nama), aku akan tawan kamu!
6. PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES PES
7. Winning Eleven
8. 5 hours fucking bus ride.
9. Angels & Demons; Wolverine and I Love You, Man.
10. DotA

I also realised a couple of things that i ought to do for the holidays but i have not even bother to think about it until this very second:

1. Chemistry Lab Reports (fuck i haven't done that yet)
2. IA for Business and Mangement.
3. watch TV
4. get an x-ray
5. Have sex
6. Movie marathon (I did PES marathon though for 10 hours++ straight, Winning Eleven about 8 hours++ straight)
7. Burn fats. These fats, they're bastards.

fyi PES stands for Professional Evolution Soccer and Liverpool rocks.

LUQ

The following picture has no association with Pope Luke. It is just a random Pope picture.

Well, if I were to become a pope I would consider to take the name Pope Luke too. I see myself more Luke rather than John or Benedict. Well, it crossed my mind thanks to Dan Brown.

Well, like Dan Brown stated, Luke's a physician. Well, it is quite an irony that Dan Brown ends the plot with the pope decided to choose Luke, just to show that Christian and science are compatible. Dan Brown, you can do more than that, lame.

Luke. Considered that my name contains the pronounciation of 'Luke' so it's kinda cool. But i had some dude calling me Luke well, it's Luq actually but what the heck. Plus, I'm pursuing in medical field. Ain't doctors physician? Correct me if i'm wrong.